The experience of life consists of the experience which the spirit has of itself in matter and as matter, in mind and as mind, in emotion, as emotion, etc.
In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the indestructible element within one, and not to strive towards it.
We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt.
How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world.
Woman, or more precisely put, perhaps, marriage, is the representative of life with which you are meant to come to terms.